Luo An breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the question raised by Veranith. It seemed that this was just a routine inquiry, not that the top FBI officials really doubted his identity.
If you think about it simply, Roan Greenwood comes from a clean background and is a descendant of a standard American middle-class family.
The life experiences of my parents and myself are clear and can be checked, and there is no tax at all...
There should be no missed payments.
Moreover, Roan Greenwood has never been around suspicious foreigners since he was a child. No matter how you look at it, he is a qualified supporter of the American government.
So Luo An didn't panic at all, tilted his head and pointed at the business card on her desk, and asked:
"Can you give me one?"
Verenis nodded, and Luo An stood up, took a business card, held it between his two fingers, and then flicked it towards the calendar in the corner of the office!
Snapped--
A blurry shadow flashed past, and Veranith's business card was firmly inserted into the calendar.
"Just a little trick, sir."
Seeing Verenice's pupils shrink, Luo An shrugged and said indifferently:
"When I first learned this move, I just wanted to make it easier to chat with girls."
"Yeah?"
Verenis took a deep look at Luo An, lowered her head and began to write and draw in the folder, and said at the same time:
"I'm afraid you've been practicing for a long time behind your back to poke a pen into a person's skull."
"No, sir."
Luo An shook his head. What happened in the previous life cannot be counted in this life. He has never practiced in this life, so he explained very sincerely:
"I'm just naturally stronger than others."
Veranith's writing hand paused, she raised her head and rolled her eyes at Luo An, then threw the written folder aside and finally started talking about business.
"Roan Greenwood."
Veranith leaned back, crossed her legs, looked at Luo An without blinking, and said:
"At the press conference before, I issued an arrest warrant for this serial killer, worth 100,000 U.S. dollars. This money will be paid out at the end of this week, that is, tomorrow, together with your salary for this month. You go back and talk to Ogu Tell me about it."
Luo An's eyes lit up and he said with a smile:
"Thank you, sir. Thank you sir for supporting me in solving the case."
Verenis ignored Luo An's words, but pulled out a black folder from the bottom of the folder pile beside her, opened it and handed it to Luo An, and said calmly:
"This is an internal foundation of the FBI called the Columbus Foundation.
If you participate, the management of the foundation will deduct one-tenth of your salary every month for operation.
After a few months, you will be able to receive a sum of money every Christmas that is higher than the salary deduction. "
Hearing Veranith's words, Luo An raised his eyebrows and asked directly without looking at the information in the black folder:
"Sir, have you joined this Columbus Foundation?"
"certainly."
Verenis nodded without any change in her expression. She was silent for a second and then explained:
"Augus has joined."
Luo An suddenly realized, licked his lips and continued to ask:
“Then may I know what the annual rate of return of this foundation is?”
"The rate of return is not fixed, Roan."
After hearing this, Veranith retracted her legs, leaned forward with her mature body full of bumps, eyes fixed on Luo An at the desk and said:
"My annual rate of return is higher than Augustus's, and Augustus's annual rate of return is higher than yours, do you understand?"
"understood."
Luo An nodded, meaning that the higher the position, the more money he will get at the end of the year. What is wrong with this?
Luo An took out a pen from the desk, took off the cap of the pen, and turned the contract in the black folder to the last page. He did not sign in a hurry, but stared into Veranith's eyes and asked with a serious expression. :
"Last question, sir, may I know who is not a member of this foundation?"
The two of them looked directly at each other. Luo An's handsome face made Veranith's heart skip a beat and her legs moved subconsciously.
She understood Luo An's subtext, and her expression returned to seriousness. After a moment of hesitation, Verenis said:
"There are many people who have not joined this foundation, Luo An. They are not qualified...but Blossom and several of his agents have joined another foundation."
Luo An nodded in understanding, finally understanding why Blossom targeted Verenis before.
It turns out it was the motivation to join...the foundation is different!
After hearing the answer he wanted, Luo An flicked the pen, lowered his head and was silent for a moment, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and signed his name on the last page of the folder.
Roan never thought of refusing to join the Columbus Foundation in the first place.
The reason is very simple. To hang out, you need to be powerful and have a good background.
In the United States, individual strength is of no use; staying together as a team is the way to go.
Yesterday's press conference, in the eyes of those who are interested, means that Luo An, as a subordinate of Veranith, has joined the Columbus Foundation's campaign.
Regardless of whether he joins the Columbus Foundation or not, he has already been branded as one of Veranith's subordinates. So since he can still get money by joining the foundation, why not do it?
However, if you join, you can join, you can get money, and you can do things according to your mood, but you can't leave behind the handle that can be used as key evidence.
So when he signed this time, he used the writing habits of Roan Greenwood in his previous life, not the writing habits of Roan Greenwood in this life.
If something happens in the future and your handwriting needs to be tested, the story behind this will be interesting.
Those New York lawyers who can turn white into black as long as they get money, and the other party's lawyers who can definitely use the handwriting appraisal report to complain about life.
Of course, this is just a back-up preparation.
"Fortunately, I have just traveled through time for three days, so the habits of my previous life have not yet merged with the habits of this life."
Looking at the flying English letters in the folder, Luo An was still reluctant to give up. From now on, he could no longer write in Luo An's way of writing.
"Forget it, just stop writing if you don't want to write. Use one handwriting to exchange for a dollar amount that you can get every year. It's not a loss!"
After signing, Luo An returned the black folder to Verenis with a smile and asked with a smile:
"Sir, are there any other foundations? I think I am happier every Christmas than anyone else."
"..."
Veranith put away the black folder and rolled her eyes at Luo An when she heard what he said. She pointed directly at the calendar beside her and said:
"$20 will be deducted from your salary this month because you vandalized public property."
"?"
Is this broken calendar worth $20?
Hearing Veranith's words, Luo An's face turned red, and he put his hand...in his pocket, and took out the $20 bill that was originally drawn from the [Today's Treasure Box].
"Sir, this is 20 US dollars. A regular agent's monthly salary is only that much, so you'd better not deduct it."
Putting 20 dollars on the desk, Luo An chuckled, turned and left the office.
"..."
Looking at the closed door of the office, and then at the $20 on the table, Veranis was silent for a moment, smiled, and threw the $20 directly next to the calendar.
He lowered his head and wrote the document for a while, then put the 20 US dollars into his pants pocket.
